time and time again

first love
flowing wild;
ever crashing
waves in
endless succession

the us there only is;
the you that only matters

when breathing
that has not your scent in it
is not really
breath at all

first love:
total immersion,
owning both the sea and
the sky


last love
running quiet;
ever below
the surface of
what can’t be said

the us that ever is;
the you that is my lifeline

when breathing
this place again, with you,
is realizing how precious
each breath is

last love:
total acceptance,
owning both our pleasures and
our frailties

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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